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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2015 1:33:40 GMT -6
Roxy was in town for the holidays, visiting her parents and her old stomping grounds. Of course the idea of Robin being in Hub City was still mostly rumor and speculation. Everyone knew Robin was a Gotham-ite, unless of course accompanying Batman. But Roxy had yet to meet Batman. She knew he was likely looking into her, as she'd expected. But it's possible he'd likely been trying to figure out more about this new Robin. Of course that couldn't be easy given the fact she had almost no paper trail prior to the age of 12. Sure, if you knew who to talk to you could likely find out things about her, but that's if you knew where to go. Of course Batman likely did know where to go and was also likely trying to figure out just who to talk to and what kind of person she was. Sure her 'mom' had run ins with the previous Batman so it's possible he'd talk to her soon enough, assuming he hadn't yet and she simply didn't tell Roxy, also a possibility.
The night was cold, but she'd dealt with worse in Gotham. Hell here there wasn't even a lot of snow which was a massive plus. The wind had a bite to it but at the same time she'd dealt with worse. Her cloak/cape was pulled tightly around her and insulated better. Her wig was heavier to better protect her ears and she had heating pads in her boots and the base of her back. Of course she just did her best to keep moving and that did the trick. Not to mention perhaps being more violent than necessary, but it kept her warm so she didn't feel too bad.
Running across the rooftops she eyed a trio of men in an alley conversing, rather heatedly. She identified one as one of the gun runners she'd been looking into lately. She knew he was a small cog, but he wasn't the smallest. He had answers and she needed to interrogate him. As she ran she stopped, drawing and explosive arrow and readying the shot.
'Explosives? Don't you think that's overkill?'
Question said in her ear.
"Not at all."
'You sure Huntress isn't actually your mom?'
"Closest I ever had."
'Ain't you worried about that Robin chick being in the city?'
'The Babe Wonder? Hardly. No way some little twat can prove a threat to us.'
They laughed and went back to their deal. Roxy hated the name Babe Wonder, so their ice just got thinner. Without another word she fired an arrow into the middle of their group. It beeped twice before fizzling.
"Damn a dud...."
She said before firing a rope arrow and swinging down into the group. She drove one foot into the side of the head of her main target knocking him to the ground. She quickly fire another arrow into his hand, pinning him to the wall.
"Stay, good boy."
She said before turning her bow back into a staff with the flick of a wrist. She spun it and hit one man in the throat before sweeping his feet out with a quick spin. But the sweep was crude and likely cracked his tibia, causing him to collapse in a heap. clutching his leg. She looked up and saw the third man was running down the alley.
'Let him go Robin, you've got your main priority.'
"But he called me a twat..."
'Yeah, you're Huntress' alright...'
She said before turning her staff back into a bow and drawing an arrow. She aimed for his heel, ready to fire as soon as his foot was in position.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2015 3:24:11 GMT -6
Cassie –or more accurately Hulkling, as she was presently “greened up”- had been practicing night-time aerobatics over the city-scape. In the cold night there were no proper thermals (no, badly insulated windows did not count), meaning she was having to work considerably to stay airbourne. The wind kept knocking her off to one side, and her wings were short and wide- not built for aerobatics, and all that she could do had taken considerable practice. She had changed them so they were longer and thinner before but in flight itself that seemed like a bad idea in case the strain caused them to dissipate. Not until she was more practiced.
She had at least learned how to do both a nose dive and a barrel roll even without thermals. This was probably not the most productive use of her time, but she kept telling herself “someday you’ll need to perform an epic escape sequence across a snowy landscape”. It was at least highly entertaining.
It was really a miracle of some sort that Cassie spotted the flash of colour that identified the costumed girl below her. She had just finished a tight curve as the girl’s green boots disappear under her cloak.
Cassie was too curious not to look more closely. She landed near-silently (dang air-vents) on a roof, just far enough away that she was unlikely to be seen as a threat, and the other girl was concentrating so hard that she likely wouldn't notice her at all.
The first shot was enough to make Cassie think this girl was good (no way would she have ever hit that target with an arrow- heavily lobbed tennis ball, probably, but not an arrow).
She thought the first shot was some sort of warning before the other girl made it fairly clear it wasn't meant to be. Cassie watched the girl swing into the alley and noted how easily she took out each of the men. Not someone you should mess with, she sensed. Cassie’s hair pulled itself back into a pony tail as she decided to join in. Anyone who’s got the guts to call a criminal “good boy” to his face has got to be awesome.
She was slightly confused by the girl’s next comment, coming out of nowhere. Who was she rebutting? But she worked out she likely had some sort of communications device pretty quickly, and the few seconds gave her enough time to think.
She took herself back into the air again- a few decent wing flaps was plenty to achieve that- observed the fleeing man for a few seconds, and nose-dived into the gap. Luckily her wings were short enough, and curled in tightly enough, that there was no risk of hitting the side of the walls. See, that practice was useful, she thought to herself.
She extended her wings as far as the alley would let her almost as soon as she started falling. She needed all the lift they produced by this for her landing- about a metre in front of where the girl was aiming. Not that she was good enough at archery to be able to spot the intended target this quickly.
She positioned herself to try to block off the running man as best as she could. Strangely the man continued running at Cassie, and she realised this was probably because right now Robin was far more intimidating than Hulkling, despite the towering muscly green form.
Cassie had to fight back the temptation to yell “Hulkling smash!” and attack the man with claws shifted- probably the most entertaining response to this situation possible- as she knew she would likely come across as a complete buffoon if she did. Coming off as such to a bat was not going to be met with a good result.
”Don’t you think this is a little overkill?” Oh wow, criticising people on over-kill was satisfying when looking like a pure-bred kree warrior. The irony.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2015 12:35:58 GMT -6
Roxy wasn't even aware of someone else, green or otherwise, in the area. Which showed just how inexperienced she was. Likely the rest of the Bat-family would be aware of Cassie's presence and prepared for it. However Roxy was focused on getting answers and getting revenge for what the guy had said about her. She didn't like being disrespected and it rarely ended well. Of course this was something that this guy would learn, and hopefully spread to the other bottom feeders. SHe ignored the other man's groaning as he tried to pull the arrow out of his hand. Roxy knew that wouldn't be coming out very easily. The titanium tip had gone right through his hand and was buried into the brick wall.
The man stopped when the green female landed before him. He began to debate on whether or not he'd rather deal with an insane archer who may have heard the insults or an unknown green female. But that pausing was enough to cause a serious issue. Well a serious issue for his ankle. Roxy fired and pinned the man's foot to the ground. He let out a scream and fell, clutching his foot. Roxy kept the bow ready, not sure what to think of the green woman.
"Let that be a lesson to not talk crap about me."
'We need to work on your trash talk.'
She rolled her eyes before going back to the man who was pinned to the wall. She flicked the arrow in his hand and he let out a scream.
"Shh, I need to ask you something. Where do you get the guns from?"
"No way. They'll do worse to me than this if I talk."
"Adorable. However this is just the beginning. Primarily because this is actually an incendiary arrow. Now it may not have activated when I fired it, but it can be activated manually. Ever had a liquid burn through you, igniting instantly? I wonder if it'd get introduced to your veins. Think it'll take long to kill you?"
'Holy sh*t.'
"Now talk."
'His name is the Purveyor. It's all I know. He provides the guns and we sell them. I heard he has ties to the military.'
"Interesting..."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2015 17:41:44 GMT -6
This girl was confusing. It was clear she was getting people talking to her through the coms from her reactions, particularly the eye rolling, but obviously Cassie had no idea what they were actually saying.
”I’m assuming you’re talking to the human” Cassie muttered. As the girl wondered off, Cassie picked up the guy who had been shot and slung him over her shoulders in a fireman’s carry. Better that than risking that inattentiveness might allow him to get away. His weight was completely negligible to her.
”I like you” was Cassie’s reaction to the start of Robin’s short speech. Her latter reaction was ”But that is definitely over-kill. I like the part of the plan where I get to smash stuff instead.” There was a hint of a threat in her tone. Who it was meant to be aimed at, Cassie deliberately left uncertain.
The coms device was just annoying to Cassie. She hated being so plainly ignored, and she wasn’t even sure if it was because of what the other person- or people- were saying. Cassie had no idea if the people on the other end of the line could see or hear her in any way, but she deliberately played up her little “huff” of exasperation in case.
She was mildly tempted to remove the device in whatever way was needed, but she knew that if this girl actually was a trained member of the bat family, super-strength and super-durability would hardly be enough of a defense to justify that course of action. She settled for a deep scowl and tightly crossed arms, and a tone of voice she had learned to copy after her fathers’ highly defensive tones for each other.
”Y’know you might want me to stick around for a while if you’re going up against lots of armed guys. I’m Hulkling; durability kinda comes with the title.” She pulled the man off of her shoulders and placed him roughly on the ground- actually dropped would be a better description- slightly to one side of the girl and her object of attention. Cassie leaned against the wall, keeping her foot near the man’s chest in a clear gesture of “I will crush you if you try to escape.” ”I have other talents than that though, and, I’m all up for using them as long as I’m not getting ignored.”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2015 13:03:13 GMT -6
Roxy finally turned her attention to the green girl behind her. Sure Roxy noticed her, eventually, but hadn't really said anything yet. She was just more interested in dealing with these criminals and gun runners was just more important and more interesting. She took hold of the arrow and began to move it around as he screamed. She looked over at the green girl and nodded her head.
"I could use help. Getting shot hurts and I'm really not in the mood for that tonight. Excuse me."
She said before turning her attention back to the man pinned to the wall.
"Now I'm going to ask you one more..."
'A warehouse on 7th. It's red with three busted windows in the front. The password is Knight. Now please don't kill me.'
Roxy took him by the wrist and pulled his hand all the way off the arrow, leaving the arrow stuck in the wall. The man collapsed, clutching his hand. He was trying to stop the bleeding as he whimpered and she laughed lightly. She pulled the arrow out of the wall and placed it back in her quiver.
"Between you and me, it was a regular arrow."
She said with a laugh. She drew a grappling arrow and fired it, letting it pull her up to the room. She looked down at Hulkling and placed her bow back on her back.
"Ya coming Hulkling? I always wanted a side kick."
'Sidekick? You're barely a sidekick yourself.'
She didn't need to know that of course. It felt good to be respected like that. She'd never really had someone look up to her like this. Usually people just saw her as a side kick or even a wannabe side kick. Either way she was never really fully respected.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2015 18:33:49 GMT -6
”See just saying a little doesn't take very long, does it now?” Cassie smiled broadly at being asked to come. At least she was getting some recognition now. ”So there are moods where you like being shot?” Being used as body-armour was hardly her idea of “fun” but it was still better than being out-right ignored. Besides, there were clearly other uses she could take up.
So they had to just look for the warehouse with dodgy windows? This sounded way too easy. Well, it would be if she had any idea where 7th was. Hopefully the other girl would, however.
Cassie was about to warn Robin not to be an idiot with what had sounded like pretty dangerous arrows. Surely that would set them off? She had absolute worry for herself or the man, but Robins had never seemed to have powers in the past, and there was no way a normal girl could cope if that broke uncontrollably. Except it didn't.
Just a trick? Well that was certainly less ridiculous, and plain stupid. Cassie definitely liked this girl. A lot. The laugh was maybe a little concerning as this girl was modelling herself off of Robin, and Cassie hardly thought that sadism was part of that particular persona.
Cassie tried to resist the urge to punch the guy’s face but it was too strong. She did at least hold back enough that to her it felt like poking his face, but he still groaned in pain.
”Call me a sidekick and you’ll get a side-kicking.” That one was a clear threat. In no way had she said that she was going to be the side-kick. She thought it had been obvious that she meant them to be partners.
Sadly, Cassie was not able to use super-strength to bound long distances. On the plus side, her wings were already pre-formed and ready. It took quite a lot of wing-flaps to get up- which was nowhere near as graceful- but it was more fun- than the old “use shape-shifting to copy” method.
She kept a few metres of height above the girl, and stopped, not wanting to waste energy. ”As I’m a visitor to the city, can the tour guide please direct where we’re going?” Cassie was ready to follow in whichever way Robin led.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2015 23:40:10 GMT -6
Roxy looked up as she noticed the green girl floating, or more accurately fluttering, beside her. Being next to a green fluttering girl was odd, even for her. However she also knew she'd likely need help dealing with the gun runners. They would have all kinds of weapons and definitely armor piercing. And seeing as she was wearing armor that was not something she particularly wanted to deal with. She looked up at her and then over to the direction in question.
"We need to get about 5 miles East. That's the warehouse district and there we'll find exactly who we're looking for. We're going for subtlety. Now green strong people aren't exactly known for subtlety, so follow my lead. And I swear, if you get me shot I will kick your a** so hard your grandkids will be bruised. Although I suppose for that I'd have to survive. Then I will haunt you and drive you insane, yeah, that'll do it!"
She said with a nod of the head before taking off along the rooftops. She could hear sirens converging on the alley and really didn't want to be there when they got there. They had a tendency to ask questions and a teenage girl in a mask was rarely the person they enjoyed answering them. She heard the familiar 'WHUMP WHUMP WHUMP' of a helicopter and began cursing under her breath.
'Where did you learn those words?'
"I learned them from you and Huntress."
She said before glancing over at Cassie.
"I have the Question on the other end. But we need to get off the roof and go more undetected. And two chicks like us kinda stand out."
She said before using her bow, now as a bo-staff and smashing open a skylight. She dropped down and motioned for her to follow. She landed in an empty grocery store. Just a cute corner one closed down for the night. She threw some money on the register for the broken skylight.
"We need to assume that the police can't be trusted. They've been running guns here for a long time now. Odds are they'd need some sort of protection."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2015 16:19:14 GMT -6
Cassie nodded along to Roxy’s exposition, until she clearly needed to take over. ”I’m not always green.” Cassie’s form flickered, and dark grey colour swept smoothly across her skin, and black ripples unfurled across her wings. The difference made was enormous; from her standing out like a beacon to actually being relatively subtle. She raised an eyebrow slightly at the threats, grinning. ”Point made: if you get shot, I have to kill you quick to save my grandkids. Not that I plan on having them anyway.” Cassie followed closely behind Roxy, not particularly fussed by the helicopter- certainly not as much as Roxy-, although she probably should have been. Taking a helicopter out of the air would be an easy task if it were required, but apparently it wasn’t. It was good to know both who Roxy was actually talking to and that she was strong enough to actually cause some damage close-range, even if she still needed a weapon.
”Smashing a bloody skylight seems pretty detectable to me.” Cassie followed, shrinking down to normal human size briefly to make her way through. She still landed with a dull but certainly noticeable “thump.” She thought that the money on the desk probably wouldn’t be enough to pay for the skylight but she left that unmentioned.
Cassie was somewhat confused by where Roxy’s accusations were coming from until she finished. She would much rather they could talk about the evidence and then the conclusion. ”So the police are in on it? May I just point out that I can do full shape-shifting here, and that if they’re working together the chances are very much in favour of no-one being too suspicious about one extra worker?”
As Cassie had been suggesting her idea, her form had already been changing. She had taken one that looked similar to her normal one, but looking at least a decade older. Her suit seemed to stretch out and fold, taking on what she hoped was able to pass off among the gang. ”It’s still technically my form, so I should have my normal power set in place. I can probably get in there with no suspicion; you follow me in something other than Robin-gear.” Obviously that went with the assumption that the other girl had something other than her costume. If not, well, this was a warehouse district, and it stood to reason that they could find something. ”When you want me out of weak-human-deluxe-camo, give me some sort of cue. Otherwise you getting shot at works fine.”
Cassie shot Roxy a look clearly asking if there were better suggestions. She was a member of the bat family, so there should be something. It would be a dreadful sign for the integrity of their plan if Cassie came up with it instead of someone with even a vague relation to supposedly the greatest strategist superhero.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2015 13:07:12 GMT -6
Roxy rolled her eyes as she made a comment about smashing a skylight. Yeah she knew it wasn't the best move, but it had to be done. Her options for getting out of view was minimal at best. So she improvised and was happy to do what needed to be done.
"Well it's likely not every cop is in on it, just some. Paying off an entire precinct is pretty much impossible. Primarily because there's hopefully at least a few honorable people who won't take the money."
She listened as Cassie rattled off her own plan. It wasn't a terrible plan really. Primarily because it made it possible to infiltrate the warehouse mostly undetected. However, she didn't know the lay out of the warehouse or what kind of security they had.
"We'll call that Plan B Hulking. We need to get to the warehouse first and see what we're dealing with. Undercover infiltration doesn't always work, especially when dealing with a relatively unknown group. No, I have another plan. We need to gather intel and doing that unseen works best. C'mon."
She said before making her way towards the back room. She didn't like going out to street level, but it was for the best. She grabbed a communicator out of her belt and began to type in it. She stopped at an alarm console and it began to beep calmly before reading 'DISARMED'.
"I really gotta learn that."
She said shaking her head as she opened the door. An engine rumbled and her R-cycle rolled up to the door before stopping.
"Good boy."
She said patting the handlebars.
"Can you keep up or do you need a lift?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 18, 2015 7:25:55 GMT -6
Cassie’s response to Robin’s reasoning was spoken darkly and melodramatically: ”There are other incentives than money, and given these peeps are toting guns, it’s not an absurd leap to see other motives.” She even drew a finger over her throat. Cassie nodded along to Robin’s plan. She still liked her option, but the other girl’s plan did seem more founded. However, sitting quietly and seemingly just observing sounded rather less entertaining. It would be hard work to hold back from acting entirely against the plan. She followed the other girl to the door, leaning on the wall as Robin fiddled with a device. Cassie decided not to comment on how quickly the bike had arrived. It must have been parked very nearby, which made Cassie think that maybe Robin had had an inkling as to which direction they may have had to head in beforehand. ”Did you just pet the bike?” That seemed strange to say the least. ”That bike would need a mechanic desperately if it tried.” Cassie grinned, finally shrugging off the strange form she had assumed. She rolled her shoulders as her form rippled into a familiar shape. Sure, she was nowhere near as fast as her uncle, but as he could easily reach mach 1, Cassie felt the weakened copies of his powers would still be plentifully fast to keep up with the bike; assuming it hadn't been modified in typical bat-family style. ”I can keep up.”She even took the costume to show her point, but replaced the green-and-white with black-and-grey, knowing it was far better camouflage. She pulled the newly-created goggles over her eyes, brushing messy silver hair back and away from her face. ”The point of you leading still stands.” She had to force her - or rather her uncle’s- voice to maintain a sensible speed, given how quickly this form could work.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2015 0:36:23 GMT -6
"Oh, not denying that there are other ways to own cops. I've spent enough time in Gotham to be familiar with all the possible routes to buying cops. However there is always the one or two they can't get. Single, no family, not needing the money or more honorable. They exist."
She said with a shrug. Of course Cassie was right though, assuming only money was the only way to buy cops was certainly not right. Hell you only needed money or a gun in the right area and boom, you own a cop. But Roxy would deal with the cops later on. Hopefully there wouldn't be too many crooked cops to deal with. Of course knowing her luck it was entirely possible that the cops probably had the place 'surrounded'.
"Yes I did pet it and it's the R-cycle, not just a bike. Be nice to it."
She said before climbing on. She threw her helmet on before adjusting her cape. She glanced over at Cassie and smirked lightly. She started it up and the engine revved. She gave a light laugh.
"Oh my baby can handle quite a bit. She isn't your average motorcycle. No, the R-cycle is strengthened up to resist a lot. Of course then again I don't entirely know what you weigh. But anyways, let's do this."
She said before taking off into the night. She kept it low, around 80 or so. She easily wove in and out of traffic, dodging cars. She slowed down, keeping an eye on the warehouse in question. She quickly turned into an alley coming to a stop. The bike locked itself up and she quickly climbed to the roof. Drawing a grappling arrow she eyed the warehouse.
"We got a few cops poking around, trying to make it look like they're investigating something. So are you ready for anything? Because they're loading a truck up and we may need to move quickly."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2015 16:45:30 GMT -6
”I was more meaning threats to the cops themselves, but those ideas work too.” Cassie just nodded along to the rest of Robin’s explanation, recognising her point.
”So I’m expected nice to the bike ‘cause it has a name? Right.” Cassie forced herself to resist the urge to make “crazy” gestures. She hoped that smirk was in regards to the form shift, otherwise she was taking way too much pleasure in adjusting her costume.
”She’s your baby now?” Robin was currently giving off crazy-vibes at an alarmingly fast rate. Sure, brother who could mind-wash you by telling you what he wanted, but girl who played pronouns with a road vehicle? Utterly surreal. ”Tell me when your bike’s fit for carrying alien warriors.”
Cassie waited a few seconds before she started after the bike. She knew from experience that up to 100 m/h was still easily achievable, and she caught up in about as much time as she had given in head-start. She kept to the edge of the road, dodging up onto the pavement to avoid any on-coming cars.
”Barely jogging speed, Robin.” She doubted the other girl could hear across the traffic and through her helmet.
Cassie took a few dozen metres of running before she slowed down too. She still managed to skid a couple of metres before she turned into the alley, shifting back to her hulkling form almost as soon as she had stopped. Cassie’s wings quickly sprung out of her back and she followed Robin up onto the building. She landed next to Robin, and quickly stepped around to look across the road at where the other girl was looking at.
”Anything? That’s a challenge, but I am ready for anything that needs smashing or shape-shifting shenanigans. In that order.” She watched the people Robin was referring to for a very short amount of time before she looked around for the cops. There were only a couple at first glance, but at a closer look Cassie could pick out more positioned carefully to be nigh invisible. There were probably more than the few Cassie spotted, but not masses. ”What are you suggesting we do about a loaded truck then?”
She felt there was probably a better plan than "eliminate it completely", especially as, unlike Cassie, Robin was not bulletproof (at least not to her knowledge), and that the police who were present might rather turn that idea on its head.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2015 1:00:46 GMT -6
"Barely jogging speed huh?"
She asked before revving the engine and popping wheelie. Ok, so maybe Roxy was simply showing off but whatever. That was pretty much all she ever did. Well, that and get into trouble of course. She was actually almost too good at getting into trouble really. However as she stood there watching the truck loading up she smirked lightly. She tapped the side of her mask and then glanced over at Cassie.
"If that truck moves, what's the phrase? 'Hulkling Smash!'"
She said in a deep voice, doing a truly terrible impression of the Hulk. Admittedly she was pretty much wining it right now. Seeing a truck being loaded had sort of caused her to quickly throw a plan together.
"While they're distracted by a green humanoid causing mayhem I'll slip in and have some fun in the warehouse. Or, we both go in and cause mayhem. I'm more chaos than stealth after all."
She heard a door slam and nodded to Cassie.
"Hulkling smash. Try not to kill though. I tend to frown on that. Well, unless they deserve it of course. But that's a whole other story entirely. Maybe you'll learn it one day. But for now, how about you ensure that engine stops being where it is. Meanwhile, I'll slip inside and go from the inside."
She said before drawing a grappling arrow. She fired at the warehouse and slid down to the warehouse. She quickly slipped through one of the broken windows and slipped into the shadows. She drew a regular arrow and stood on a cat walk, looking down at the main floor, watching everyone. She waited for the first sign of smashing and alert to move.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2015 16:22:08 GMT -6
Cassie grinned at the show-boating, clearly very used to it thanks to her uncle. She took her speed up to a sprint, but still found she could match Robin accurately.
”I know you can’t shape-shift but that is the worst impression I have heard in a very long time.”
”Mayhem is certainly more entertaining. I can do mayhem.” She made a mental note of “green humanoid”. ”I could go full Hulk if you wanted.” She tried this briefly, but even only half-shifted she could feel the roof strain under the additional weight. ”Well, Hulk would really smash…”
She took a jump off the roof, unfolding her wings once she had fallen around half the distance, and then propelled herself into flight. She made it across to the vehicle quickly, shifted in mid-air to the form she had suggested, and fell- deliberately cannonballing- onto it. She hoped she had landed above the engine, and the sheer mass of the form, even without needing any of the strength, had been enough to cause the metal around her to fly up in splinters.
The real hulk would be proud, Cassie thought. Such easy destruction. She uncurled herself, stood, and glared down at the people surrounding her. Resisting laughter at the looks on their faces was ridiculously hard, so she decided to distract herself with the available resources.
She dug her fist into the truck- surprised at exactly how easy punching straight through the metal was, not that it had ever been hard before. Even only acquiring a tiny proportion of Hulk's power (she could tell it was nowhere near her usual third), Cassie could tell this was ample strength for anything that might need to be done here. She dragged the engine out- again surprised at exactly how impervious the skin was, even at a fraction of the original form’s capabilities- and, with only slight effort, crushed it single-handedly.
”Hulk has smashed beautifully.” Cassie noted that the other girl had seemingly vanished. This was probably a good thing. Now all the attention was drawn on her- and her now smashing up the truck into what could only be described as a pancake- it was safe to assume that no one would be trying to hurt the regular human girl.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2015 21:53:18 GMT -6
Roxy simply stared at her calm and expressionless. She'd never claimed to be good at impressions and likely never would. Sure she could go into disguise if need be, but that was different. She wasn't about to impersonate the Hulk anyways.
"I'll be sure to work on it for future team ups....sidekick."
She said with the faint hint of a smirk coming to her lips. Watching her disappear was all that she needed and she was gone. Once inside the warehouse she began poking around. She could hear the smashing and destruction and watched as the warehouse floor began to empty as people responded. Standing on the catwalk in the shadows she watched one man with a .50 cal sniper rifle get into position.
'That hardly seems fair.'
"I know, right?"
Roxy quickly shot forward and drove her knee into the man's temple. Groaning he tried to get up only to get the bow to the back of his head. She then hopped over the railing of the catwalk and landed quietly on the floor. SHe used her cape to slow her descent and began poking around. She began looking around in some boxes. She found your typical assault rifles, sub-machine guns, handguns, everything you'd expect. Except underneath those she found a futuristic looking cannon.
"Intergang...."
'Get out of there Robin!'
Hearing his concern was all she needed and she was out the front door. She fired a few quick arrows into arms and legs, disarming some. She ran towards Hulkling and slid on the ground, firing an arrow between her legs and hitting one man in the knee coming behind her. She stopped on one knee, another arrow drawn.
"Time to go She-Hulk. This is way above our pay grade."
She was about to elaborate more when a blue energy burst hit the ground beside them. Putting the arrow back she fired an explosive one at the oncoming group's feet, slowing them down long enough.
"We're not ready for Intergang."
She said throwing a few smoke pellets and grabbing Cassie by the hand and heading for the alley.
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